1. |
Death Letter
04:23
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I’ve got a crow on my shoulder
Playing the Devil’s advocate
He’s calling me a soldier
Telling me to follow him
Now since when do I march
To another mans beat?
I’d rather find a way
Through the unpredictable sea
Some may call me a hypocrite
Some may call me a saviour
Well I ain’t nothing but a working man
Finding his path like the others
Send you my death letter
Hold it for me
And i’ll pray that you make it out alive
I feel a storm front arising
He’s looking for a fight
So I grab a warm glass of bourbon
To carry me into the night
Now I hear the windows shuttering
The wind seeps through the cracks
There ain’t no hiding from a desperate man
When he’s got a wall to his back
Some may run and take shelter
Some may cower in the streets
No matter where you’re standing
You will be swallowed by the sea
Send you my death letter
Hold it for me
And i’ll pray that you make it out alive
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2. |
Catching My Train Home
04:01
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I’m wasting away
For I am not strong
I would call it shame
If I had any at all
I was born a towering soldier
But I lost some height in the fall
And i’ll be catching my train home
I’ll be catching my train home
I was born a towering soldier
But I lost some height in the fall
And i’ll be catching my train home
I stood a top a tall hill
And looked down at the sea
There was a sudden gust of wind
It brought me to my knees
So I sing a humble tune
I don’t beg no I don’t plead
And i’ll be catching my train home
I’ll be catching my train home
I was born a towering soldier
But I lost some height in the fall
And i’ll be catching my train home
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3. |
Perfect Man
03:36
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In my mind I keep
Open seems
For all those dear and old
But I won’t mend them
So I can see
There’s no perfect man in me
I’m no perfect man
Perfect man
There’s no perfect man in me
I’m haunted still
By those i’ve killed
For the thrill of a weakened man
I fear the most
I’ll never hold her close
For my heart is with the road
I’m no perfect man
Perfect man
There’s no perfect man in me
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4. |
Twenty One
03:05
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When I was 21
No direction but east to home
I found a tune I was looking for
And the words that made me my own
I show my soul in hope that they follow me
To the open road
And come from under the blanketed warmth
Into the shock of the frigid cold
I feel my heart slow its pace
My lungs collapse when I speak
With one foot in the sea, one firm on the shore
The fear of god makes me weak at the knees
Failure haunts me like a lingering ghost
I’ve no gold to show my worth
If I should die before my time
I’d be a pebble in this mountain of dirt
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5. |
The Beast
03:59
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She’s the angel above
The warmth from the sun
I’m a devilish grin
With cold blood
I must be dead I have lost my soul
For my own hand holds the bottle
Smoke a cigarette
Till there’s nothing left
I’m wasting time
Holding my breath
It’s useless now to go to sleep
Just one more line to help me peak
Careful now
I’m losing hold
Cause i’m drunk and I’m stoned
And it’s getting old
The cloud hangs over my head
A helpless shell of a man
I hear movement outside
And I’m left behind again
There’s something building inside of me
Now I’m running with the wild beast
Careful now
I’m losing hold
Cause i’m drunk and I’m stoned
And it’s getting old
I’ve got no strength
My voice is gone
Just one more hit
And i’m on the run
She’s the angel above
The warmth from the sun
I’m a devilish grin
With cold blood
I must be dead I have lost my soul
For my own hand holds the bottle
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6. |
On The Fence
02:49
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I’m alone on the fence
With my hands held high
To a loaded pistol
And some loaded die
Just give me a sign
It’ll take some time
But, i’m told there’s charm
In my quiet eyes
I’m growing old with fear
I’ve been washed out to sea
Off this rickety pier
I’m hoping I find some ground
So I make it back in time
Before they’ve all left town
When I comb my hair
I would hope you’d care
And fix any strays
Blowing in the air
I’m a wandering man
But don't fret or fear
Just call my name
And i’ll always be near
I’m growing old with fear
I’ve been washed out to sea
Off this rickety pier
I’m hoping I find some ground
So I make it back in time
Before they’ve all left town
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7. |
Pearly Gates
05:23
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Cast me in the fire
Drown me in the sea
But don’t let me walk this earth alone
With a burden over me
And nothing to show for this life
Only rough hands and sore bones
I will march through hell to those pearly gates
And i’ll die before I lose my soul
I’ve got my war torn brother to my left
And my shell shocked friend to my right
Both fighting men for a dying land
Praying to get home alive
And i’ll kill that fucking devil if I have to
Slit his throat and bleed him just for fun
Whatever it takes for those pearly gates
I ain’t going back to prison where i’m from
Burn ‘em
Oh, burn ‘em to the ground
Let the fires burn
This sorrowful town
There’s a crossroads burning in us all
Killing souls for the wicked
In the shade of the march
And, now The Old Salts are moving in
On a frontal assault
We’re gonna tear ‘em down brick by brick
Them, and their children that follow
Burn ‘em
Oh, burn ‘em to the ground
Let the fires burn
This sorrowful town
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8. |
Warships
03:54
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Dodging rain drops in the open lane
I curse the wind that blows me to the east
It’s a shame, babe, I never made the coast
And your warships took my ghost
Your warships took my ghost
Your warships took my ghost
Then the choirs sang to me, the crowds remained
“Keep your gun close and pave the way”
Well it’s a shame, babe, my roots run so deep
And your warships left at sea
Your warships left at sea
Your warships left at sea
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